[All of Rika's attention shifted onto Cecil. The small flicker of life in his eyes made her feel hopeful, but it didn't last very long. Time to try again. She continued to softly call out his name.]

Cecil. Cecil. I won't give up. Cecil... you'd- you'd better wake up now or I'll-... I'll play a penalty game on you...

[Her voice was beginning to crack and her calls were sounding more desperate. She slowly slipped her hands away from Cecil's face, her arms wrapping around his neck to embrace him.

Credo or somebody would have to tear her off him.]

It's me... Rika. I'm waiting for you... please...